Wonders of the Default Mode Network and how we can do more by doing nothing.
For over an hour I struggled in vain to begin a story on the Rite of Passage. I had a vague idea how the story should go, but how to begin it was a challenge. Instead of just sitting there scribbling endlessly, I decided to go and clean the handrail, I was going to do some laundry, and our cloth hangers are too small for the bed sheet, so I would use the handrail to spread the bed sheet.
While cleaning the handrail, the opening scenes of my story began illuminating in my mind; continue reading